Like this:

at night
when I have you in my bed
i tip-toe around the edges of your soul
looking for the places
where yours connects to mine
while fingers move across your skin
lips drink luscious of your flesh
and your exquisite bottom lip
i never told you this but
i think i spent an eternity there one time

Like this:

She tried to clothe my abstractions
Dress them up all prim and proper
So I ran away
And on my way
Saw the sunset
Dripping off the roses
Lusty orange and pink seductions
Hanging by the roadside
Making love to telephone poles
For all the world to see
So I stopped to take a picture
And tried to write a poem
To capture the seduction
To clothe it in my art
Imprison it in image
Keep the lusty colors
Locked in my mind
And always in my heart

My Muses…

My goal with this blog is to offend everyone in the world at least once with my words… so no one has a reason to have a heightened sense of themselves. We are all ignorant, we are all found wanting, we are all bad people sometimes.